All Chapters of Carved by My Wife’s Betrayal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

My wife's enemy had me. I was bleeding out. Meanwhile, she rallied her men to save her suicidal ex.The abandoned warehouse reeked of blood. Bruno pressed his combat knife against my throat. He had already slashed me five times. My expensive custom white shirt was soaked red. Bruno snarled. The blade dug into my skin. "Call her!" His eyes burned with hate. "Tell Valeria, that cold-blooded bitch, to come save you!"I looked at Valeria's number on the screen. A bitter taste filled my mouth. Before the reset, I made the call. I begged like a dog. She left Julian and came for me. I lived. Julian "accidentally" died in his condo. Then, on our anniversary, she sliced me to pieces. "What are you waiting for?" Bruno kept the blade on my neck. "Scared she won't come?"I slowly shook my head. "No. I'm wondering if she even cares."I dialed her private line. Three rings. "What is it?" Her voice was ice. Julian was sobbing in the background. "Val... I can't take this... The bloody bullets a

In the video, Valeria publicly humiliated me in front of the Family. "I can't stand Caspian anymore. He got jealous and hired a makeup artist to fake a kidnapping. What's next? Is he going to actually burn a place down?"She paused. She looked right into the camera. She declared to everyone:"He's unstable. He's extreme. When I divorce him and strip him of his rank, don't fall for his lies anymore.""I want you all to hold me to this. In three months, I will strip his Consigliere title. Then I'll marry my love, Julian! We'll invite you all!"The crowd went wild. "You tell 'em, Boss!""Damn right! Marrying a useless man only drags our Family down!""We support you!"Surrounded by the cheering mob, Julian nodded happily. He slipped the diamond ring on. He smirked. He looked smug. He didn't look suicidal at all. I put my phone down. I was going to find my private doctor. Just as I reached the door, I heard the Don on his phone. "I sent you the pictures! Caspian is really dying! He t

I kept my eyes closed. I thought about how this joke of a marriage started.Five years ago, our two mafia families tied us together. It cemented an alliance.The first year, she treated me like dirt. I was her biggest burden.I spent six months trying to treat her right. Her books didn't balance. I cooked them for her. She was targeted for a hit. I took the bullet for her. She demanded total privacy in the estate. I agreed without a word.She started a reckless turf war. She lost the family five million in weapons. I never blamed her. I quietly paid it off from my own accounts. I just wanted to see her smile. I thought she was warming up to me. We started sharing real power. Then Julian came back.I will never forget that sit-down dinner.Julian downed half a bottle of whiskey. He threw a drunken arm around me. He mocked me in front of the whole family."You know what, Caspian?" He whispered sick words in my ear. "Val used to decant my bourbon every morning. She cooked pasta for me

Julian dropped to his knees the second he walked in. He started sobbing."Caspian, you're killing me!" he cried. He played the depressed victim. "I can't take it anymore! Please, take the posts down!"I noticed a few of my mother's captains. They were watching him with pity.Julian looked down. He smirked. He looked up. He was all tragedy and despair again. The manipulative little rat. He was trying to secretly record me. He wanted to catch me bullying him in front of a crowd.I stood up. I smashed my fist right into his face. Crack. His jaw dislocated instantly. He hit the floor hard."Gentlemen," I told the crowd. "Meet Julian. Twenty-nine. Profession: mob widow's lapdog."Julian clutched his broken jaw. He stared at me in shock."Eight years ago, he was a pet for a cartel widow. He only ran back here because her new husband put a hit on him." I stepped on his chest. "Even better, he's a Snitch. Ratted out his peers to the cops."The pity on my men's faces vanished. It turned to pu